I remember it was fall of 2004... I had just finished playing, I believe FF IV... when I discovered that an MMO (XI) was available in the US. Feeling inspired to try my very first MMORPG, I purchased a computer online, ordered the game...stylized blue and white box loaded/installed and listened to the sounds of drums and trumpets from the initial login screen.
I was beyond excited... at the ripe ole' age of 31... from the race/character creation screen I chose my staple look Elvaan, male... initial choice of job, black mage... with San'doria as my starting city. As I zoned in for the first time, grey walls, concrete flooring panels and standing tall NPCs smattered throughout the zone of Northern San'doria assailed my senses... I had no idea what was going on but loving every moment. Ahead of me rose (what I later found out to be the castle of the king) and off to my right, the church with it's illustrious synagogue.
In corners scattered all around were other PCs, crouched with glowing sparkling crystals sizzling above their heads... this process I came to eventually know to be synthesis (crafting). Bewildered by this, I spent the part of an hour simply trying to figure out what to do..., no handy NPC guide available to walk me through the starting process as a new character to the game--so I zoned out into the wilds surrounding the huge city, only to find a worm, wriggling menacingly near me... I was level 1.
Not knowing that worms could cast spells (go figure), I found myself face down in the dust and back at the starting point...not really knowing what had happened. Eventually I gathered up my level 1 blm and ventured out again into the wilds to happily die again and again and again... feeling slightly discouraged, I was about to "home point" again when I saw a message that someone was raising me... "Wait what?"... A red mage, decked out in relic gear, red pinioned feathered hat, looking like a classic rapier welding gentleman
, stood over me, as heavenly light embraced me and raised me from the cold clutches of K.O... I stood in awe. Kneeling (emote) to the RDM, he invited me to my very first link shell, from which players were talking... talking and talking... guiding and partying and... it was overwhelming the conversations taking place in this "channel". I introduced myself and the "hi"s... "welcome's"... "nice to meet you"s... were numerous. The invites soon followed and I was snatched up in beginning parties with others who knew where to go...what to do... how to do it... all by word of mouth... no online guides to direct... and it was glorious.
In time, I was high enough in beginning levels to venture past the outskirts of San'Doria..into West Ronfoure and beyond... ready at level 13 to traverse by foot, the vast windy (sometimes rainy) fields of La'Thiene Plateau before reaching the terrifying zone of the desert known as Valkrum Dunes. I would stay near the dunes, for another 8 - 9 levels... carefully avoiding traveling the dunes at night for fear of skeletons and the dreaded Bogy.
I had my sights set on Summoner (level 30 job) at the time as I built my blm job, only to need the "subjob" quest... so to my link shell community I went, asking if anyone wished to team up for the "sub job" quest items... a party was quickly formed, with a "high level" among us to help out... and we went to farm the needed items to complete the quest and continue developing our characters. Again, hours upon hours (not grinding mind you) were spent getting to level 23---days even---so that I could entertain the idea of trying to make my way to the next area Konschant Highlands. Interesting in retrospect, I really never did any grinding in the earlier days (Rise of Zilart and Treasures of Aht Urghan expansion times) of FFXI...that came later as more modernized changes descended upon the game.
Looking at FFXIV and remembering the times (over the last 12 years of FFXI --i still have an active sub)... so much has changed. Not necessarily for the better. While I can appreciate the changing times, I cannot help but sense a strong bitter nostalgia over what we've lost. The sense of community that I grew up with in FFXI is not present in FFXIV... when I subbed into A Realm Reborn I had hoped (maybe naively) to rekindle that first feel...first sense of "Ahhh"...and somehow find that which I had lost over the years from the strong community that had been FFXI--i disappointingly realized it will never happen.
As I think about this, I wonder, perhaps it was the sense of challenge... knowing I'd have to party for at least 3 hours to get 1 level... knowing in my party that I'd HAVE to magic burst off of the two melee's skill chain in order to down the mob because it had a gazillion hit points... knowing that I'd have to know which mobs were sight aggro verses sound to get from point A to point B and I had no way to raise if I did or if I did, then undead were near and would blood aggro me... knowing that my relic weapon would last me 10 years if I made it and not be replaced in a patch.
Perhaps its me that has changed so much to the day... I don't recognize me anymore to that 31 year old, who with wide eyes and open mouthed wonder, zoned into San'Doria in marvel to catch a ship to another city or run for at least an hour through five different zones to get there... Perhaps, accomplishment meant something then... something very different to what it means now. I guess I'll always wonder.